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There are some qualities—some incorporate things,
  That have a double life, which thus is made
A type of that twin entity which springs
  From matter and light, evinced in solid and shade.
There is a twofold Silence—sea and shore—
  Body and soul. One dwells in lonely places,
  Newly with grass o’ergrown; some solemn graces,
Some human memories and tearful lore,
Render him terrorless: his name’s “No More.”
He is the corporate Silence: dread him not!
  No power hath he of evil in himself;
But should some urgent fate (untimely lot!)
  Bring thee to meet his shadow (nameless elf,
That haunteth the lone regions where hath trod
No foot of man), commend thyself to God!
The noon's greygolden meshes make
All night a veil,
The shorelamps in the sleeping lake
Laburnum tendrils trail.

The sly reeds whisper to the night
A name-- her name-
And all my soul is a delight,
A swoon of shame.
I never wanted to hurt you,
I didn't know how deep the scars ran,
All I want is to keep you smiling,
In whatever way I can,
I don't know if you ever loved me,
Or if I was ever part of your plan,
But in my life the focus shifted,
To your face, your eyes and your hand,
I know that these words are too late,
But they're my last attempt to get you back,
So please, listen to what I'm saying,
And tell me that you understand,

I love you no matter what happens,
I will always be there if you need me,
I will never give up on you,
Whether as a friend or more than that,
I will always care,
I will always trust you,
I will always believe in you,
There is not a single thing you could do to stop me loving you,
I'm sorry if that's not enough.
She was the only one that was able to bring me closest to the stars.

She's gone off and left me in the nightened sky.

Left there, floating amidst the clouds.

Now I wait for the eternal sunshine to rise.
Back from the sun baked field
she served him hot meal.

From the quick dip at the pond
droplets lingered on his bronzed frame.

She loved them
the way she loved his eating in peace
standing quietly like a shadow
and then when he rose to go
her lips’ quivered glow
would be one more time killed.

As he trudged to the paddy field
her fragrance haunted him
and wind scattered his sighs
to the land
where the crops would soon be gold!
I've found a use for this writers' block.
It rushes to disperse grains of sand from
the tightly packed sea bed;
to greet it with a slow-motion,
dampened
thud.

A half hitch binds it to my fear...
Another one walks away,
After promising so many things,
One of them was to stay.
Why am I surprised anyway.
Its 4am, and Ive been having a writer's block lately.
Everything gets quiet when I think of you.
The room gets a little bit smaller as the walls creep inward
Slowly
Upon me,
Suffocating me and intoxicating my mind
The clock ticks.
Ticks.
Ticks a little louder,
A little more slowly
As the seconds seem to elongate themselves through eternity.
Each grain placed gently upon the last, with time in between.
My heart beats a little bit faster and my thoughts race to keep pace
I can't tell you what I'm thinking because
The next thought drowns the last
Second by second I rock back and forth, slowly, thinking of you
As the sun sleeps I dream of you.
My eyes glisten when I imagine that slanted smile on to your face
I wish I could be there to see it.
I wish I could love you like I want to
Like I used to.
That song has faded
The intermission has begun,
Preceding the next ensemble.

The silence no longer torments me.
I am no longer trapped when I think of you.
In the silence, I hear collective chants for an encore.
Another chance to play it right.
Another chance to show my capacity.
To outplay my heart and pour out what’s inside.
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